Chapter 39: The heart stings him

After waiting in the lobby for a long time just now, he saw that Qianqian was very even, and she didn't appear, so he went all over the venue to look for her, but a phone call made him fall to the deepest part of the cliff valley in an instant, and he couldn't suppress the fear and fear in his heart, and rushed to his room angrily.

"I just want you to know that your lovely fiancée won't be engaged to you, and that she's so passionate in this big bed just now, hasn't Yan always satisfied her?" he said wickedly, his thin lips curled up in defiance, and his dark eyes looked at the angry man even more terribly.

"You scumbag, she's not the kind of woman you say you say, where are you hiding her?" couldn't stand his humiliation of Qianqian, Yan Chengqian rushed forward and wanted to beat him, but Yan Zhengxi got up and dodged.

With a sneer on his face, he said, "Not the woman I said I was talking about, but what about that? I have made her my woman." ”

"......" was so excited by his words that he clenched his fists hard, his blood-red eyes glared at him angrily, and he unwillingly made up another punch, but Yan Zhengxi grabbed his arm quickly and coldly, and then threw him to the ground.

The sound of the fall was loud, which made Qianqian, who was listening in the bathroom, feel heartache, Cheng Qian stood up, still shooting at him with Ling Li's angry eyes, and Yan Zhengxi leaned down like an emperor to defeat his defeated subordinates, hooked the corners of his lips and pulled them disdainfully.

This is the door of the bathroom was opened, Yan Chengqian's eyes widened in disbelief and looked at the sexy woman who came out of it, it was a woman he was familiar with to the bones, but her fanciful ambiguous appearance made his face very embarrassed and painful, especially the smell of lust on her body, and the kiss marks on her collarbone stinged his eyes.

His heart ached fiercely, but he still believed in her, trying to make excuses for her, convincing himself that the reason she was here was not what the man said he was, he believed her......

Qianqian pretended to be very surprised, stood in front of the bathroom and looked at the man lying on the ground, her eyes flashed a trace of heartache, but she was quickly taken away by her, and said with an indifferent look:

"Yes, Zhengxi is right, I won't get engaged to you, because he brings me happiness that I have never had before, I think he is my true destiny, so please leave, we want to live in the world of two people again. The poignant smile concealed the pain in her heart, and she gently stepped over him, approached Yan Zhengxi and took his arm intimately, giving him the illusion that he would give up on himself more completely.

Yan Chengqian stood up and pulled her over fiercely, grabbed her shoulders, looked at her tightly with his eyes, and said sentence by sentence: "Don't say stupid things again, follow me, I just want you to be my fiancée, my wife ......"

"Enough, don't pretend to be affectionate here, I'm tired of seeing it, you go down! We still want to live in the world of two again, do you understand?" she sent him away impatiently, but her heart was dripping blood, if she didn't do this, he wouldn't die, she didn't want to give him any more hope, let them never get along again!

"Pretend to be affectionate?Qianqian, my mind has never pretended, if you don't feel that I can love you more than much, don't play anymore, okay?" His panicked and humble eyes and his immortal heart made her feel even more painful, and she couldn't help but have something circulating between her eyes, as if she was pouring out something without words.

Yan Zhengxi didn't give her a chance to repent, pulled her body, pulled her shoulders, lifted her lower jaw, and staged a hot kiss in front of Yan Chengqian, her pandering to her debauchery finally destroyed all his hopes, such a cruel picture tortured him like torture, his heart was torn off piece by piece, together with the blood flowing down the river of grief, his eyes were crawling with the grief and pain that he wanted to know, and finally he turned away dejectedly, and only when he heard the sound of the door closing did Qianqian stop moving, and hung down the hand around his neck dejectedly, with the same painful face。

Yan Zhengxi looked at her sarcastically, and was actively aroused by her enthusiasm just now, so despite her emotional resistance, he hugged her and poured into the wide and soft bed again, and the passion was staged again.